“I got roped into coming here tonight. The last place I want to be is here with her.” He said “her” like she was a disease. The familiar pang of anxiety began to stir in my stomach. Could he be telling the truth?
I stepped forward, pressing myself against him. He stared down at me, his hands curving around my neck. When his lips met mine, my heart stopped. Everything stopped. All that mattered was him and me. The feel of him, the smell of him . . . it was like I couldn’t get enough of him.
He lifted me onto his hips, pressing my back against the wall behind me. He kissed his way down my neck, his tongue rolling in soft circles over my skin. I reached out, my fingers running through his beautifully soft hair as his mouth found mine again. I moaned, grinding myself against his hips, the feel of his erection against my thigh arousing me like nothing else. I loved that I made him so hard. I wanted him, right there and then.
“Fuck, Wrenn. We can’t do this here,” he whispered in between kisses, his hands roaming under my shirt, cupping my breasts. Thank God he said here, because if he had knocked me back again I think I would have punched him.
“I know. I better get back or Kass will come looking for me.”
He set me down, his hands running up over my back, sending shivers down my spine. “So, are you going to tell me who the guy is?”
“What?” I asked, confused.
“The punk at your table. Do I need to crunch some heads?”
I rolled my eyes as he grinned at me. “See, it’s times like now you really show your age, Reid,” I teased. “He’s Trina’s brother. I asked him here to make you jealous after I saw you with her.”
“Well, it worked. That guy is a douche,” he said darkly. “And Trina is Kass’s . . . ” he trailed off.
“Girlfriend,” I finished, narrowing my eyes. “I know you saw them kissing at Starbucks the other night,” I added, arching my eyebrow.
He flushed. “Does Kass know about you and me?” he asked, ignoring my comment. I nodded slowly as he winced. “Wrenn—”
“I had to talk to someone. And besides, she’s covered for me so much with Layna. There was no way I’d have ever gotten to see you if it wasn’t for her.”
“Go back to your group before they send a search party,” he ordered.
I jumped as he smacked me softly on the ass.
“When will I see you?” I pouted, not wanting to leave him just yet.
“I’ll call you later. If we’re going to do this, we need to be careful.” He glanced around the storage room and sighed. “And this is not being careful. This is being stupid.”
***
I giggled and read the text again.
Did I tell you how sexy you looked tonight? You really rock the sweatpants/old hoodie look.
I replied as Kass eyed me strangely. We were driving home from dinner. I hadn’t told her about the bathroom incident, but she knew something was up. My mood had done a complete flip.
Gee thanks. What can I say? I was dragged out under sufferance.
“Okay, what the hell, Wrenn?” Kass finally said, my phone vibrating again. Another text.
I can’t wait to see you. Just you and me. And preferably not in a closet this time.
I put my phone down and looked at Kass, who was glaring at me impatiently.
“Come on. Spill it,” she whined impatiently.
“Dalton kind of followed me to the bathroom. And we kind of got it on in a storage closet.”
Kass’s mouth dropped open, her eyes growing wide.
“No, not that!” I giggled, realizing what she was thinking. “But if we’d been somewhere more private, that probably would’ve happened.”
Kass squealed and hit my arm.
“Ow!” I cried, laughing.
“You little minx, so it worked! Was he completely jealous?” she demanded, smiling.
“He wanted to beat the shit out of Shannon,” I admitted with a smile.
“That’s so sweet,” she gushed.
“It felt good seeing him so angry, Kass. Why did that feel so good?”
“Because it means he really likes you, and isn’t just after sex,” she replied, her tone very matter-of-fact. I giggled. Because she was such an expert on guys. “Are you still a virgin?”
I blushed and shook my head, not expecting her to ask me that.
“How long would you wait to sleep with him, then?”
“I don’t know,” I shrugged, feeling awkward even talking about it. “When it felt right, I guess. I’m not against having sex early in a relationship.”
“But?”
“I feel so inexperienced next to him. Sure, he’s only five years older than me, but he’s probably slept with God knows how many women. What if I’m really bad?” As soon as I said it, I cringed.
Kass burst out laughing which made me feel even worse. “Wrenn, you’re young and freaking as sexy as hell. I mean, I’d do you. You could just lie there not moving and still be a great fuck.”
I rolled my eyes at her, a small part of my liking that she thought I was hot.
She’s right, I guess. If he really liked me, the sex would be special regardless of how badly I sucked—no joke intended.
“Have you given head before?” she asked with a smirk.
“For your information, I’ve been told I’m pretty damn good at it,” I said nonchalantly.